Chapter 298 – Cultist Detector (2)

“Companion… ?”

No, are you surprised by that? You should be curious about how to identify a cult!

Well, even if it’s ridiculous, I understand. The Righteous Light Church is a group that regards fighting cults as their destiny.

Everyone must be guessing that there is a way to distinguish cults of their own, but didn’t they say that they were bestowed with authority by the righteous Gwangmyeong himself, not by anyone else?

I’m sure you want to do that.

However, a saintess marries a man who wears women all over?

This can’t be

No matter how polygamous and polygamous the world is, there are always exceptions.

If a woman’s status is virtuous, men will notice it too. Either he didn’t take another woman, or even if he did, he only took one as his concubine.

When she was a saint, she went beyond simply managing new women, and even if someone told her to sell the female slaves she already had, nobody would say anything.

But, let alone the three slaves who are beautiful even if you look at them, they are a bit lacking compared to the saintess, but she still has Iona, who has no shortage of hair anywhere.

What did you do?

It has to come from the impression.

However, it is impossible for me to answer here first. Surely, don’t speak first, and once you keep your head down, you said you’d ask first, right?

Let’s respectfully bow our heads according to the etiquette we learned from our attributes. Soon after, the real Rodrigo. He looked into the air as if thinking of something, then opened his mouth.

“Yandel… Okay. Have you ever heard of it? It was you who accused the rats the other day, gave the cultists big candy recently, and led the battle on Solaris to victory this time.”

“It is truly an honor to remember you.”

“… Come to think of it, the first time Jim heard your name, I heard that he found the cultist hiding in the middle of a duel, unable to bear the insults of his lover.”

“You’re right. However, because she is an alchemist, she could not be with Solaris.”

“Awesome! I heard that you are from a commoner, but as a man, you are better than a decent nobleman! Okay! A hero like this can do that! Haha!”

Rodrigo, who even clapped and laughed loudly. Fiona, who was next to her, also covers her mouth and smiles discreetly.

… So far so good, but the accusation against Fiona is going to be a bit difficult.

He let out a sigh inside her and bowed her head even more deeply as if in exclamation.

“It happened. I’m curious about your face Yandel, raise your head.”

“I will follow your orders.”

Then he raised his bowed head. Rodrigo, who was looking closely at this side, nodded his head with the corner of his mouth raised.

“Indeed. It’s not as much as the burden of youth, but it’s quite good. Okay. Now that the question has been cleared, let’s move on to the main topic. Did you say that you, Yandel, have a way to identify cultists?”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

“Is it a method using a divine object that was used before?”

“That is also one of the discrimination methods, but many tribals have already been caught in the same way, so they must have made some countermeasures. This time, I plan to use the new protection bestowed directly by the righteous Gwangmyeong.

In fact, it’s the power of the system obtained through Fafnir’s arrangement… Since Solari said she can sell her name as much as she wants, she should sell it.

When I glanced at Fiona’s eyes, even though she said it was a new blessing, she just stared at her, not feeling suspicious.

Well, it’s probably because I’m not clumsy enough to show a gap with this kind of thing.

Or, as I expected, did I prepare a way to deceive the holy power of the righteous light?

Rodrigo chuckled, not knowing the other person’s speed.

“Huh. I’m looking forward to that. What kind of divine protection is it that makes you and the saintess so confident?”

“Attacking a cultist can cause a little deeper wound.”

“… Hmm?”

“I swung my sword to the point where I didn’t die, but if I die, I’m a cult, and if I survive, I’m innocent.”

He replied in a confident voice, but the response that came back was subtle.

“That… Isn’t it a witch hunt?”

Rodrigo trembled. Looking closely, the other dignitaries and knights in this seat were also making faces that seemed a little awake.

Write. After all, it is not possible to push only with momentum. I guess so. It’s ridiculous even when I think about it.

But at times like this, you have to be even more brazen.

“It is true, Your Majesty. If you bring me a cultist, I will prove it.”

“Proof… Okay. How can a human body count the miracles of God? However, as a politician representing human beings, I cannot help but ask. What’s the difference between just you attacking a little harder? What if Jim suspects that perhaps this is a ploy to turn the person you want to harm into a cult?”

“I understand that Your Majesty doesn’t trust me, whom I just met. Then how about Lord Havel, not me?”

“Did you ask if Jim believes in swordsmithing?”

Rodrigo was dazed and dazed as if he hadn’t thought that Havel would appear here, but he nodded his head exaggeratedly as if he thought he could trust Havel.

“Of course, you can trust a swordsman. Isn’t it the sword of the empire, the guardian deity, and the one and only sword master of the continent of Eurelia? But what does this have to do with the swordsmith?”

“We need the keen eye of a sword master. As Your Majesty said, don’t you need someone to verify whether I swung hard or if I swung the same way and the results are different? If you are Havel-sama, you will be able to see through everything.”

Rodrigo looked at Havel in silence. Feeling his gaze, Havel lightly lowered his head and replied.

“It is true. If it were me, I could tell how much fabric the blade was swinging, and with the same force as before, Your Majesty.”

“Is it. It sounds like nonsense to Jim, but if Sir says so, it’s really possible.”

Rodrigo, who quickly agreed to Havel’s words, raised his voice.

“Hello! The soldier on standby, go immediately and bring the cultist who was being interrogated and a suitable petty criminal to kneel.”

“Yes!”

At the same time as the loud reply, a knight in the corner left the audience room with quick steps.

***

And how long has it been The knight, slightly out of breath, returned with two tightly bound men.

“Hey, what the hell is this place… It’s unfair! Help me!”

“Kuhhh… When that day comes, you will all be swallowed up in His mouth! Slave! Commons! Nobility! Royalty! And the hypocritical priests too! Even wizards pretending to be lofty! Even the ignorant chivalry! Everything will melt and become a dumpling, so why refuse His blessing! Ah, make me a part of You, turbid Unity! Lead me to the throne of God!”

One had a rather rough impression, but he was a man who was frightened and looked around ferociously.

The other was a madman who, even when he was covered in blood, was giggling and cursing all around him.

Needless to say, the latter must be a cult. He was openly spilling evil spirits and blasphemous words.

The disgusting feeling that went beyond insects crawling on my skin and even laid eggs on the inside.

Normally, even cultists don’t break that much. It was probably because of the intense torture that he passed away.

Most of the people in this place frowned at the cultist’s words, but Rodrigo, who made him that way, calmly continued.

“He is the Archbishop of the Clouded Unity. He was the one who was caught for daring to terrorize the imperial palace a few months ago.”

“Woe, Your Majesty the Emperor! It’s unfair! I only stole a few coins from the pockets of the drunkards…”

“Quiet. Jim never gave permission to speak. If you don’t want to tease your tongue any longer and blow it up to your neck, follow the instructions calmly.”

“Huh… !”

Rodrigo, who had shut the noisy man’s mouth, looked this way with an intrigued look.

“Then where can I show you? Ah, I will allow the use of magic. Or you can borrow the sword from the other knights.”

“Thank you.”

He bowed his head and created a small knife with simple freezing magic.

A sky-blue transparent blade that spreads chill around. Seeing this, the petty criminal began to tremble.

“Hey, hee! Help me! From now on, I will live faithfully, so please…”

“Shh. Didn’t His Majesty order it? To be quiet And since I have no intention of cutting his throat, please be gentle and hold out your hand.”

“Yes… ? Oh, I see.”

A petty criminal who still trembles but extends his hand as he is told. He swung the ice sword at the guy.

Wedge liquid!

“Huh!”

The startled petty criminal made a gasping sound, but it was fast and not very deep.

At most, to the extent of slightly slicing his skin.

A drop of blood runs down his palm. And that was it.

I grabbed the petty criminal’s wrist and showed it to Havel.

“How is it?”

“Excellent. I heard that you are a magician, but I never thought you would launch such an elaborate sword strike with pure body movements without any assistance.”

“Uh… Not that part, but the wound.”

“Hmm.”

Havel, who looked into the petty criminal’s hand for a moment, nodded towards Rodrigo.

“It is a wound as much as it was cut. If you can wield it equally, anyone will be able to inflict the same wounds.”

“Is it. If that’s the case, then all that’s left is the cultist side…”

“I am He and I am He, and we will become immortals and eat the world!”

“Hmm. I don’t think he’ll gently extend his hand. Sir Havel. May I ask you a favor?”

“Leave it to me, Your Majesty.”

Having nodded his head once, Havel grabbed the cultist from behind in an instant and forced him to open his palm.

A savage method that made full use of the sword master’s power. However, for cultists who are out of their minds and whose authority has been sealed by being marinated in divine power, there is no method as effective as this.

Even in the midst of this, he swung an ice sword at the guy who was constantly spitting out blasphemous delusions.

Same posture, same angle, same power as before.

“Her?”

Having watched this from a close distance, Havel’s eyes stood out.

Fuck!

Blood gushed out from the cultist’s hand.